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Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Warnings: Coarse language, mild anatomical details, etc...

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The Early Sexploits of Shiranui Genma

Chapter 2

Playground Love

" Genma-sempai!"

The weight that slams into him is less than great, but more than insignificant, and knocks him to the ground. If Genma had not remembered the fact that he is walking by the academy grounds he may have been tempted to cut first and ask questions later. Instead, the young teen simply spits his mouthful of dirt to the side and cranes his neck back to identify the enemy.

Familiar dark hair and eyes appear suddenly, then blur as his attacker crushes their lips together, soil notwithstanding. The genin struggles and only manages to open his mouth enough for the other's tongue to invade it. Genma screams angrily into the sloppy kiss, attempting to reach his kunai, despite his earlier decision of prudence. The scrawny arms about his neck are very close to choking him.

And then he is able to breathe again, the academy student atop him pulling away to rest a plump cheek on his shoulder. The thick ponytail drapes across the back of Genma's head, mixing with his lighter hued hair and itching his face.

The doe like eyes continue to stare.

Genma's desecrated lips curl into a snarl.

" Get off of me, damnit!" The boy stumbles upwards, regaining his feet.

The little monkey on his back clings fiercely, high pitched voice screeching into his ear. " Genma-sempai, you shouldn't talk that way to your future wife!"

" I'm not marrying you, Shizune! Ever!" Genma pushes his hands between his neck and the girl's arms. He tries to break her hold on him, but to no avail. The genin's anger grows at the failure. Also his embarrassment. " You don't even have any tits, you annoying little brat!"

" No tits?! No tits?! How dare you-" The girl's bloodthirsty rant is cut off by the cheerful tones coming from the academy, signaling the end of lunch.

Genma careens to the left as Shizune releases him, his arms flying outwards with all the contained force that was unable to free him. As he staggers in the street, spitting more than dirt from his mouth, Genma hears his arch-nemesis' bone chilling call.

" See you tomorrow, Genma-sempai! I love you!!!"

Honey tinted eyes watch as the young girl grabs a fellow student from the school steps, a boy with a bowl cut and green jumpsuit and words of 'Spring Time' and ' Youth' spewing in conjunction with streams of tears. The door shuts on both youngsters. Genma brushes the dust from his uniform front and resumes his trek towards home, muttering bitterly. " No boobs having- freaky ass ox strong little- tastes like milk and cookies, whiny baby- " A senbon pokes its way through a new hole in his vest pocket, its tip clean, but dangerously sharp. He pulls it from the heavy canvas and angrily twirls it between his fingers as he walks. " Gonna start chewing on senbon all the time, that'll teach the psycho brat to jump on people and kiss 'em with her nasty mouth. Gross! "

The metal easily slides between Genma's chapped lips, almost comforting between his teeth. " Now that Inuzuka Tsume... I'd like to get some of that!"

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